Urban Super Cultivation

"Smelly boy! Hurry up! We are so lucky, as soon as the uncle had just grilled lamb'meat' skewers, you see... it's still hot! I sprinkled cumin for you, your favorite! "

Luo Qingqing, with a blushing face, held five skewers of lamb in one hand, with cumin sprinkled on one side and not sprinkled on the other. ~~щww~suimеng~lā. . Pinshu.com because Luo Qingqing remembers that Lin Feng likes to eat lamb skewers with cumin.

"Sister Qingqing, do you even remember this?"

This scene has happened many times in Lin Feng's life. From childhood to adulthood, from the beginning of his memory, Luo Qingqing often secretly brought him to Ximen to eat lamb skewers and various delicious dishes.

All of Lin Feng's tastes, Luo Qingqing is as precious as every family, Lin Feng does not like to eat, Luo Qingqing must be the one who remembers the most.

"How about? Try it now, do you remember the Uncle Charlemagne of this lamb meat stall? He returned to Xinjiang a few months ago and saved it. Now it is Uncle Charlemagne's nephew Huck who takes over the stall here. Try it, how does this taste the same from time to time?” Luo Qingqing said, while taking a bite of the mutton skewers, eating with relish.

"Same! As long as you are with Sister Qingqing, the taste here will always be that taste."

Biting on the delicious lamb'meat' skewers sprinkled with cumin, Huck still owes a bit of heat despite the uncle Charman’s craftsmanship. The lamb’s skewers are not roasted enough, but they look smiling. "Flower's Luo Qingqing, Lin Feng knows that nothing has changed, nothing has changed, she is still the little kid back then, and Luo Qingqing will always be her'female' demon sister.

"It doesn't matter if he has changed! It's delicious, right? Let's go! The brat, the "stick" in front of the fried rice cakes, you used to "quite" like to eat, haven't you eaten it for a long time? Today we want one Drink beer and relish all the delicious food here, how about it? Don't you dare?" Luo Qingqing's tall figure, with one hand akimbo and the other hand holding a lamb'meat' skewers, provoke Lin Feng with a special flavor.

"What's not to dare? Hey! Sister Qingqing, it's been a long time since we have eaten delicious food together so easily!"

At this moment, Lin Feng also completely relaxed. There is no pressure, no vigilance, and no scruples, as if back to childhood, following Luo Qingqing's buttocks, facing the various delicious food stalls like West'Men', drooling days.

"Come on! Smelly boy, have a drink first! Look, when we were young, we watched the grown-ups sitting here late at night and eating roasted lamb's legs and grilled scallops. Didn't I say that? When we grow up After that, my sister will make money and bring you enough to eat. Eat as much as you want..."

Luo Qingqing raised the glass full of beer and said with a smile, "Look, my sister did it today. But it doesn't count if you don't speak!"

"Yes! Sister Qingqing, thank you, you did it. I respect you!"

Thinking of the scenes when he was a child, this kind of touch that had accumulated bit by bit from the depths of his memory made Lin Feng feel that he had countless things to say, but could not say a word, everything was only in the wine.

Good food, good wine, beautiful woman!

Yeyue, starry sky, cicada!

In the noisy food stalls, Lin Feng and Luo Qingqing had already ignored the noisy voices in their ears. The whole world had completely disappeared from their eyes, and their eyes only existed for each other.

How does this feel?

I breathe, as if I can smell your breath all the time.

I blinked for fear that you would disappear in this instant.

When you laugh, it is the brightest star in the night sky.

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Who said that "lang" must be the Ferris wheel and smoke "flowers"? Under the food stalls, beer and skewers are the most beautiful and ‘wave’ moments in our hearts.

"Xiao Feng, do you remember? The time I was fired by the company and was harassed by a few small gangsters when I was here to relax my sorrows by drinking alcohol. You killed it suddenly. I haven't had it until now. 'Get it out', how did you know I was here at the time?"

After drinking several glasses of beer, Luo Qingqing's cheeks flushed, and her eyes were a bit "confused".

"Sister Qingqing, I'm angry when talking about this. You have something to hide from me. You should tell me the first time! No matter what difficulties and risks, I will stand in front of you. "

Lin Feng looked up and drank a cup, smiled and pointed to his nose and said, "My! I found it by smelling you that day."

"It's the nose again! Brat, you really should be a dog." Luo Qingqing said with a grin.

At this time, there was a clamor around the food stall, and a group of small ‘hustle’ and ‘hustle’ who seemed to have just finished fighting came over here laughing and cursing. It happened that this time'harassing' Luo Qingqing's little'husband' leader Abao, known as Brother Leopard, brought a bunch of brothers who had just won the battle and came over to grill the'meat' skewers. Consolation brothers.

From a distance, following the dim light at the food stall, Abao saw Luo Qingqing, whose face was narrow and crimson, with his head down. He immediately saw the **** and rushed over with his brothers with a smile. He went up to Lin Feng and Luo Qingqing and shouted, "Oh! Beautiful'girl', how about it? Come with me, Abao for a couple of drinks?"

The light was dim, and because Lin Feng was facing away from him, Abao did not see Lin Feng.

"It's you again? Hehe! Unexpectedly, you are really a leopard, dare to invite me to drink with you? It seems that you haven't drunk enough this time?" Luo Qingqing raised her head and looked at Abao with a smile One glance, said.

Suddenly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Abao was stupid, pointing at Luo Qingqing and shouting in horror, "You...you are that girl..."

Recognizing Luo Qingqing, Abao's memories of being taught by Lin Feng that day were all "reviewed", and then he noticed that Lin Feng, who was sitting opposite Luo Qingqing, turned his head to the side. It turned out that it was Lin Feng and spoke immediately. His voice was about to cry, "Yes... I'm sorry, it's me... I don't know Taishan, sister! I was wrong! I... I walked..."

"Want to leave now? It's late! Don't you want to drink? Come over and give me all the wine. Give you one minute, if you can't finish it, you can do it yourself!"

Lin Feng looked back and said coldly, pointing to the five or six bottles of beer opened on the tabletop.

"I drink! I drink it, little hero, you are merciful! It's me Abao who doesn't know Taishan... I drink it..."

Seeing that it was Lin Feng, Abao really wanted to ‘pick’ his own two big mouths. How could he send the ‘door’ to him without death? Who doesn't know Lin Feng's reputation in Zhi'an City now? He can single-handedly challenge more than a dozen small ‘hustle’ and ‘husbands’. He is very relaxed. Who dares to provoke this Lord Yan!

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